Infinite Level up in Murim Chapter 137

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Episode 137 – 47. Maybe… … new encounter

47. Maybe… … new encounter

“captain.” A name you won’t hear anymore.

That said, it’s just a dream from a previous life.

“Did you hear that?” A middle-aged man, Heo Song-se, swung his dagger and asked.

I looked around without answering.

The creaky old bedding, worn-out clothes and equipment were scattered around in a messy sortie waiting room.

Above all, the old soldiers of the 7th group of the Moorim League remnant flyers, Wolbobo, Soha old man, Gonjiong, and Okseonhwa, who were scattered here and there, were idling around in their respective positions.

“I heard that a man named Cheon Heo-ong (天虛翁) prophesied again.”

At those words, Wolbo snatched Heo Song-se’s dagger and put it in his dagger case, asking questions in my stead. “

What do you say again this time? That gentleman?”

Gonjiong interjected with a smirk of his smooth lips.

“I thought it would make things worse.”

Heo Song-se looks at him with curious eyes.

“how did you know?”

“Do you know what’s the easiest way to become a swindler called a prophet?”

“What?”

“To keep saying things are going to get worse.”

“… … .”

“Look around. Is the situation continuing to worsen anywhere in this midfield?”

“Heh heh heh, Hagisa’s words are correct.”

The old man of Soha laughs.

Either that or not, Ok Seon-hwa kept her chin on her chin and smiled at me.

“Oh, that shouldn’t be the case.”

Gonjiong asked.

“why?”

“I have to go home with the captain, but if the war situation continues like this dog chaban, the maeng won’t even let me retire! Pestilence!”

“Hey, would you go home with a guy wearing a skirt like you just because the leader is crazy? What’s the woman’s disease?”

“Are you going to die? Are only men full of muzzle? Even women have grime in their mouths. Sometimes you have to bite hard with curse words! Cool!”

Even then, the bickering between the two continued for a while.

When I look at it still, I smile involuntarily.

This deadly old sortie waiting room and the old soldiers of the 7th group of the Moorim Meng Remnant Flyer.

It’s so boring.

Even though I live a new life, I still keep seeing them.

It wouldn’t be nice to see you again, but I guess I really miss you.

It always appears in my dreams like this.

When they wake up this time, should we properly investigate where and how they live through Yoon Ran? I was doing it, but Heo Song-se looked at me and distorted his forehead.

“But captain, it’s not really a joke, if the war continues to get worse like this, isn’t it going to end the midfield?”

chuck. The me in the dream stood up with a rusty iron sword slung over my shoulder.

Then look straight at him. What do you think you’re trying to say… … I couldn’t remember.

what did i say

“Guys, just focus on living.”

“Ah, but the manager. Isn’t this too hopeful torture? If you want to get a little better, you will be pushed away in no time.”

“Yes, yes, I know, I know. The most terrifying of all tortures is the torture of hope. If you get hit with that, it hurts so much that it can’t compare to a broken bone.”

“… … .”

“I am still living because of it. Because someday, only the two letters in the front head might be left without the two letters in the tail.”

damn, crazy man. I was talking nonsense like that.

Yes, I was also a member of the remaining flyers.

One of those stupid, stupid people. Excluding the torture of hope, only hope will remain? Hahaha, isn’t that the real torture of hope?

I woke up from the dream and walked out the door.

The sky is brighter and clearer than ever.

It is completely different from the situation outside.

This guy’s world looks like shit, but it’s good.

As the dream slowly fades away, my last voice splits the world like an illusion.

“let’s go.” …… …. … .. . Let him go. I’m really the most consistent human being. Blinking, I slowly opened my eyelids, and the first thing I could see was a lantern shaking on the ceiling.

I can feel it at the same time, a fluffy ball of hair supporting my head.

Well, without questioning or arguing, he is a juju guy.

Juju seems to have noticed that I was awake and licks my cheek.

“It hurts, it hurts. Do it right, dude.”

I finally felt that I was alive.

But more importantly… … .

“Did I win?”

So you must be lying in the tent so comfortably? Even so, he quickly got up from his old age.

No matter how much I overworked my body and mind, even though I should have slept soundly, my shoes still creaked.

Leaning on Juju, he staggered out of the tent.

Charleuk.

The morning sunlight is reflected off the snow on the floor and stimulates the pupils.

The bloody water that had covered the heavens and earth was now covered with pure white snow.

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However, there were still numerous bodies scattered everywhere, and the soldiers were busy clearing them up.

“ah! Are you awake now?”

Seonwoopou, who was clearing the battlefield, approached me through the snow.

“yes.”

“Are you okay?”

I turned my head around and answered again.

“Yes, what. At first it seems like that.”

“Why don’t you go in and rest a little longer?”

“No, that’s okay. It’s noisy and I can’t sleep anymore.”

“I took measures to make this area especially quiet, but it still seems to be lacking.”

“It’s not like that, it’s because the dream is noisy.”

“Are your dreams noisy?”

“Ah, yes what. By the way, did we win?”

Seonwoopou looked around and answered.

“As you can see, the war is over.

Thanks to your brilliant performance.”

The war is over.

Very short and clear answer.

That’s right, the war is over.

In fact, I still haven’t really felt it.

This must have been difficult for everyone clearing up the bodies there, but for me… … Because it was terribly long.

In that sense, there were things I had to check before I could really feel the victory.

“What happened to the 10,000-year-old man-myeonjiju?”

“Myeonnyeonjiju?”

Seonwoopou, who tilted his head for a moment, said ‘Ah’ and immediately continued.

“You mean that colossus?”

“Yes, that monster.”

“After you were defeated, the hero took up the skewed sword given by the enemy commander and defeated the monster.”

brave man? Why did the enemy commander spill it? What did you mean at first… … .

Miyamoto Mamoru’s Shinto, which I detonated with [Dispatch Weapon], is only one of the two.

I was able to realize from the circumstances that Yongcho and that bastard had used one of the remaining followers to cut the ten thousand years of human face support.

Damn, everything is good, but why did Yongchorang pick up that believer, and the guy who cut the ten thousand years old manmyeonjiju was also that guy.

Well, anyway, I should say that it’s fortunate that I managed to deal with the 10,000-year-old human face support, right?

“Then did you recover the body?”

Seonwoopou shook his head.

“We immediately chased after the monster that had been mortally wounded by the hero, but we couldn’t find the body.”

huh? Can’t find the body?

“How can you not find that big lump?”

“I tracked it deep into Antang Mountain. It is presumed that he fell off a cliff and was drowned in the sea.”

It’s the chief… … . something is unpleasant

Even if it’s embarrassing, it’s too embarrassing.

To that, I immediately climbed onto the back of the shareholder.

Seeing me like that, Seonwoopou said right away.

“Where are you going?”

“I’ll have to look for his corpse myself.”

Seonwoopou shook his head and dissuaded him.

“You won’t find it.”

“Isn’t that something you have to look for first to know?”

“We have already sent thousands of people to search the entire Antang Mountain.”

Even so, it seemed like I was about to leave, and Seonwoopou threw out another decisive word.

“For one month.” “… … .”

● ● ●

On top of the stone fortress wall built by the pirates at the top of Antang Mountain.

“Whoa-.”

I looked down at the thousand-story stone cliff on the sea side from Juju’s side.

The corpses of the pirates were all buried in the snow, and now I was sitting where the snow had stopped.

For the past five days, I’ve searched the Antang Mountain and the nearby seabed like teeth, but I couldn’t find any trace of the 10,000-year-old cotton support.

So, I was about to go down the mountain.

Well, this was what I was looking for to organize my thoughts for a while before that.

The first time I heard Seonwoopou say ‘for a month’, I asked if my hearing hadn’t fully recovered yet.

what did you just say

he said to him again.

―I also searched Antang Mountain several times to wipe out the remnants of the pirates.

– No, so what did you say next? I think I heard it wrong.

― Oh, you mean a month?

— … … .

―That means you’ve been lying down for months.

It’s ridiculous. When you express absurdity, you say that there is no such thing.

It just felt like it had disappeared without a trace.

No matter how much I burned my body and mind to the bottom, I could not believe I had passed out for a month.

Somehow, I couldn’t see anyone else except the soldiers.

I heard that Seong Sang-gye ordered the commanders of Wei to wipe out the remnants of the Japanese pirates and was summoned to Hwangdo for a post-war report, and dozens of warriors from Dongdu, including Cho Ryeo-hye, returned to Dongdu to rebuild each faction, and all of the Moorim University students except me returned to the Murim Alliance.

Why did you leave me alone? He was lying like a corpse, so he put him on a stretcher and laid him down in a tent because he didn’t want his internal injuries to get worse. Among the monsters, Sindtong and Daemong returned to the Moorim League with Gifu, who was much more detailed than me.

Soso stayed by my side until a few days ago, and when the Shanghai Prosecutors Office came to confirm that I was okay, he was relieved and followed her.

All of that was contained in a simple conversation with Seonwoo Pou, but… … .

How can you not know that those short words must have crossed worry and relief enough to cause the hearts of friends to fall down Manjang Cliff to their death.

Especially, the climate guy. Until I left, I laughed and said, ‘Why are you so dead? I don’t have to scratch my arms anymore, so it’s nice, right?’… … .

“young. Pretend to be strong… … .”

My heart aches as if I had swallowed a handful of thorns.

How can that laugh be just a laugh?

The guy who likes fighting and martial arts more than eating has lost one arm, and his right arm at that.

I raised my head, rubbing the tip of my nose to cover my naturally slimming eyes.

A full moon hung brightly above the snow-covered sky.

And a big guy who trudges up to the moon and ‘weeps’ in it. Depending on the person, he rises through sorrow and prays, or he struggles under it.

Obviously, in climate, it would be the former.

but… … but… … It’s a pity nonetheless. Even though I did my best to die and die.

Not only Gifu guy’s arm, but also the Great Peace guy who fought pretty hard this time in his previous life anyway, and the countless corpses he saw after waking up.

Every time I said, “I don’t regret it, I won’t regret it,” I suggested myself, but to be honest, I can’t help but feel that the remnants of regret remain deep in my heart.

I once said such a thing to the requiem master from my previous life.

His chances of winning are slim, but what if he wins against the Demonic Cult and the Heavenly Demon dies as well? Then he took a sip of his drink and replied with a sigh.

– why? Do you think you’re going to go crazy with joy if you win?

― Isn’t it? ―Friend, the most miserable thing after losing is winning.

— … … .

―If you win, the severed limbs come back and the corpse wakes up from the grave, doesn’t it?

Yes, that’s right.

Whether won or lost, war leaves deep scars.

Then, suddenly, I felt my wrists become empty.

??? It must have been a sensation because the clock of distortion had disappeared.

[??? You have succeeded in the Boss Raid.]

[Player says ‘??? You own 1 Fragment of Distortion.]

[A 1-star reward is given.]

??? Possession of 1 Distortion Fragment means that 1 remains.

I couldn’t find out at the moment.

Maybe, yes, maybe there was one more chance.

Not sure, I haven’t tried it.

What if you get killed after confirming that you have one more chance left? I’m sure you’ll regret it more than now.

Tuk-tuk, nevertheless I brushed my butt and got up.

Because, [Mission] [Kill the Heavenly Horse (time limit: 30 years)] [Reward upon success: Determined after success] [Disadvantage upon failure: Destruction of the midfield] [Linked mission: Reform of the Murim Alliance] [Complete the reform of the Murim Alliance with the Murim lord (time limit: 20 years)] [Reward upon success: Determined after success] [Disadvantage upon failure: Destruction of the Murim Alliance] There was still work to be done.

What is the ten thousand year old noodle supporter… … . If thousands of people searched for it for a month and couldn’t find it, then it must be dead.

The snow powder on my buttocks touches the floor and makes me sick.

Yes, now that disgusting monster is playing with Miyamoto Mamoru in Hell.

“We open the warehouse.”

I opened the [warehouse] one last time before leaving.

I hadn’t looked at it in a while, but now I thought it was time to take a look.

Various spare weapons, drinking jars for Juju, [Returning Palace], 2 bottles of [Geumchangyak]—one almost used and one new, a chest containing the remains of Poongjongho, a [rare grade item] beads that could not be opened because it did not reach Lv., [Return Book], 10 dragon plaques from Zigong, books such as <The Battle of the Emperors> and <The Book of the Ten Byeonggwijeonseo>, and various jade stones obtained from Haenam.

And an unidentified object next to it.

It was the 1-star reward I got this time.

An L-shaped lump of iron.

I took it out and looked around, but I couldn’t figure out what it was.

It was only possible to know that it was a machine made with sophisticated technology, not a Joongwon one.

If something had been written, I would have known.

Well, let’s find out later.

It doesn’t seem urgent right now.

Then I was about to close the [warehouse], but one last object tucked away in a corner caught my eye.

‘Wild light jade.’

It is a rock that fully embraces the spirit of Haenam, and it is a material that was transformed into an all-changing bow sword, one of the ten great cavalrymen in the world in the previous life.

In fact, what are you going to make with that? I have been constantly thinking about

But it was neglected because I didn’t know what to make of it.

It is true that it is a very rare and unique material, but in terms of hardness, it is worse than the last season.

That’s why, from my point of view, it was a gyereuk at the moment, and in a way, it was more like a nuisance complex that just occupied one space in the [warehouse].

Before closing the [Warehouse], I silently reviewed the records of the Daepyeongwi section of <Byeongshinogun> in my head.

I was wondering if I could use it somewhere.

The Daepyeongwi episode of <Byeongshinogun> that runs straight through my mind.

then at some point.

“… … ah!”

At one point, the thoughts stopped for a moment.

― The all-changing bow sword is a cavalry weapon that can freely change its shape according to the degree of internal force injected.

Depending on the degree of internal force injection, the shape changes freely? Transformation!? Transformation!!!

Pod!

I immediately climbed on Juju’s back and immediately ran down Antang Mountain like a gale.

I don’t know if it will work or not, but now I have something to try!

● ● ●

The snow, which had stopped, began to blow again, and I didn’t even think about stopping.

When I came down from the mountain, it was snowing so heavily that it was difficult to see.

“Are you coming now?”

Seonwoopou came through and greeted me warmly.

“yes.”

“Yes, did you find it?”

I shook my head.

“Look at that. He’s already dead.”

“It’s not like that. Then I can only go back.

Oh, please tell Admiral Sung that I’m visiting you one day.

I have something to tell you about the sword ‘Changbi’ that I broke the other day.”

“A broken sword, Changbi? By any chance, are you talking about Seo Woo?”

“It wouldn’t be Seo Woo… … . Well, anyway, I have something to tell you about that sword, so please tell it to the admiral.”

“Okay.”

After hearing his answer, I was about to leave immediately.

However, Seonwoopou hurriedly grabbed me.

“What is so urgent? Have a meal and go. Everyone over there is eating.”

“no. Meal, rice balls on the way… … !?”

I stopped with my mouth open as I looked toward the temporary outdoor restaurant that Seonwoo-po pointed at, with an awning that could simply block my eyes.

“haha. Doesn’t the smell kill? Let’s go, let’s go together.”

Seonwoopou took me by surprise and dragged me there.

I followed him as if possessed and walked towards it.

The soldiers politely come out and give Seonwoo Pou a spot close to the bonfire.

Except for one person.

Maybe five or six years old? Her cute-looking boy was squatting, gorging on something.

It looked like he had been starving for ten thousand years.

I asked.

“… … Where did you find that child?”

“Oh, you mean that kid? During the search for Mount Antang, I brought him passed out on the beach. It seems like a child who lost his parents during the Japanese invasion… … I couldn’t hear what you were saying. A foreign language or something… … Anyway, I don’t think you’re a kid here.”

A child who lost his parents during the Japanese invasion, unable to understand the language of the day.

Pick, once again the fool has disappeared without a trace.

Sabachsabak, I stepped on my eyes and approached the child.

Then he bowed down right in front of the guy.

The child finally stopped eating, raised his head, and made eye contact with me.

Yes, yes, cha~am Alright~ I got eggs.

shit.

“I found it, you bastard.”

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